Biografía:
Passion Pit es un grupo estadounidense de indie pop oriundo de Cambridge, Massachusetts. Formado en 2007, el grupo está conformado por Michael Angelakos en voz y teclados, Ian Hultquist en Teclados y guitarra, Xander Singh en sintetizador y sampleos, Jeff Apruzzese en bajo y en bajo sintetizado y Nate Donmoyer en batería (Se desconoce su estado en la banda). Todos los miembros de la banda, excepto Angelakos, asistieron al Berklee College of Music.
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Otras canciones:
- Carried Away
- Eyes As Candles
- Fold In Your Hands
- Hideaway
- Let Your Love Grow Tall
- Little Secrets
- Make Light
- Moth's Wings
- Moths Wings
- Seaweed Song
- Sleepyhead
- Smile Upon Me
- Swimming In The Flood
- Take A Walk
- The Reeling
- To Kingdom Come
- Two Veils To Hide My Face
- Two Veils To Hide My Face (edit)
- All I Want
- Better Things
- Constant Conversations
- Cry Like A Ghost
- Cuddle Fuddle
- Dancing On The Grave
- Five Foot Ten I
- Ill Be Alright
- Im Perfect
- Its Not My Fault Im Happy
- Ive Got Your Number
- Lifted Up 1985
- Live To Tell The Tale
- Looks Like Rain
- Love Is Greed
- Manners
- Mirrored Sea
- My Brother Taught Me How To Swim
- On My Way
- Until We Cant Lets Go
- Where I Come From
- Where The Sky Hangs
- Where We Belong
¡Cuatro años de duro trabajo!Este mes de mayo cumplimos cuatro años al aire. Seguimos trabajando en la difusión de este maravilloso instrumento, ¡gracias por participar en nuestra historia!
Standard tuning, capo on first fret.
E C#m
you're gonna drive me crazy
A B
you're gonna drive me mad
E C#m
you got an angel on your shoulder
A B
makin hairpins outta glass
A B (alternate between the two, play B shorter than the A)
i believe in believing
the things that we don't see
and the skin violin is where the neighbors wont read meals
and the family heirloom jewelery
with sets and heaps of thieves
will cast down things
that you've never even
Cm
seen like the gods
C#m
like the glory like the stories
D#m
that your fathers set before you
F#
ride the tiger round the kingdom
G#m E
oh no oh no
oh no there's a meeting in the canyons
G#m E
oh no this is rising to the clouds
C#m
you're gonna drive me crazy
A B
you're gonna drive me mad
E C#m
you got an angel on your shoulder
A B
makin hairpins outta glass
E C#m
baby don't be unhappy
A B
baby don't be sad
E C#m
better things are coming
A B
i swear there's truth in that
A B (again, alternate between the two, play B shorter than the A)
i'm shooting off the cannons
of the clouds begin to flow
and the baskets weave ???????? but the ones we'll never keep
just pretend that things are mobile and will never stay put
and the way we were the day we climbed to the top of the
Cm
steeple with its people spewing
C#m
angels out their mouths and letting
D#m
tables turn to charcoal in the
F#
lipstick and the lipstick in the evening
G#m E G#m
(oh no) oh no we were waving like the trees
E
oh no then they moved us to the sky
C#m
you're gonna drive me crazy
A B
you're gonna drive me mad
E C#m
you got an angel on your shoulder
A B
makin hairpins outta glass
E C#m
baby don't be unhappy
A B
baby don't be sad
E C#m
better things are coming
A B
i swear there's truth in that
(tap on the guitar, it's pretty fun)
two or three times the bell will ring
but when when we look for the better things
we search for this we have not
built i feel it crash upon your skin
A B E C#m A
i find it hard to believe there's more
B E C#m A
of these things behind the door
B E C#m A
do you miss me like i miss you
B E
do i miss you like you miss me
C#m
you're gonna drive me crazy
A B
you're gonna drive me mad
E C#m
you got an angel on your shoulder
A B
makin hairpins outta glass
E C#m
baby don't be unhappy
A B
baby don't be sad
E C#m
better things are coming
A B
i swear there's truth in that
E C#m
you're gonna drive me crazy
A B
you're gonna drive me mad
E C#m
you got an angel on your shoulder
A B
makin hairpins outta glass
A B (alternate between the two, play B shorter than the A)
i believe in believing
the things that we don't see
and the skin violin is where the neighbors wont read meals
and the family heirloom jewelery
with sets and heaps of thieves
will cast down things
that you've never even
Cm
seen like the gods
C#m
like the glory like the stories
D#m
that your fathers set before you
F#
ride the tiger round the kingdom
G#m E
oh no oh no
oh no there's a meeting in the canyons
G#m E
oh no this is rising to the clouds
C#m
you're gonna drive me crazy
A B
you're gonna drive me mad
E C#m
you got an angel on your shoulder
A B
makin hairpins outta glass
E C#m
baby don't be unhappy
A B
baby don't be sad
E C#m
better things are coming
A B
i swear there's truth in that
A B (again, alternate between the two, play B shorter than the A)
i'm shooting off the cannons
of the clouds begin to flow
and the baskets weave ???????? but the ones we'll never keep
just pretend that things are mobile and will never stay put
and the way we were the day we climbed to the top of the
Cm
steeple with its people spewing
C#m
angels out their mouths and letting
D#m
tables turn to charcoal in the
F#
lipstick and the lipstick in the evening
G#m E G#m
(oh no) oh no we were waving like the trees
E
oh no then they moved us to the sky
C#m
you're gonna drive me crazy
A B
you're gonna drive me mad
E C#m
you got an angel on your shoulder
A B
makin hairpins outta glass
E C#m
baby don't be unhappy
A B
baby don't be sad
E C#m
better things are coming
A B
i swear there's truth in that
(tap on the guitar, it's pretty fun)
two or three times the bell will ring
but when when we look for the better things
we search for this we have not
built i feel it crash upon your skin
A B E C#m A
i find it hard to believe there's more
B E C#m A
of these things behind the door
B E C#m A
do you miss me like i miss you
B E
do i miss you like you miss me
C#m
you're gonna drive me crazy
A B
you're gonna drive me mad
E C#m
you got an angel on your shoulder
A B
makin hairpins outta glass
E C#m
baby don't be unhappy
A B
baby don't be sad
E C#m
better things are coming
A B
i swear there's truth in that
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